Chapter 610: Qing’er, I Think You’re a Bit Perverted (Part 2)

“But forget it, as long as you’re willing to sweet talk me, it means I’m in your heart.”

“If one day you can’t even be bothered to say nice things, then that means you’re tired of me, and life would have no meaning for me.”

“Don’t say that,” Chu Xuan kissed her on the forehead, “I will never get tired of Wan He.”

“I don’t even use that name anymore, you keep saying Wan He, Wan He, how embarrassing if someone hears…” Yin He pouted and looked up.

Chu Xuan, smiling, lowered his head and kissed her passionately.

Just like that, the two relaxed, seizing the rare time together to share some intimacy. This time, Yin He wasn’t in a hurry, enjoying the leisurely chatting and strolling with him.

Soon, Yin He ordered the Mist Traveling Boat to change direction, carrying them towards the Celestial Ruins.

“How did you know I was going to meet Qing’er next?” Chu Xuan asked with a smile.

“Old flame first, new love second, don’t I know you~” Yin He glanced at him without politeness.

“I can even guess after that it’s Qingqing, and finally Pei Shurou and Gu Haitang from the same sect.”

Chu Xuan nodded, “Are you attending the wedding?”

Yin He hesitated, “Are the other women going?”

Chu Xuan thought for a moment, “Most likely, except for some like Qing’er, whom I’m not quite sure how she feels.”

Lady Yin He reservedly nodded, “Then let’s wait and see.”

“By the way,” she suddenly showed a teasing look, “should I have Yun’er call you ‘Dad’ in front of all the guests?”

Chu Xuan’s face stiffened, “Let’s forget about that.”

He thought to himself: Why is everyone plotting to ruin my wedding?

“Yun’er, are you eavesdropping? What do you think about doing this?” Yin He asked, looking back with a smile.

Chuyun, eavesdropping on her parents’ heart-to-heart in the mist, pretended not to hear anything, but she did feel a bit tempted.

Hmph, let’s see how this lousy father handles being exposed for having a secret illegitimate daughter in front of the world!

Of course, Chu Xuan didn’t know what his “little cotton jacket” was thinking. During these few traveling days, he accompanied the mother and daughter closely, being accommodating to their requests, restoring quite a bit of goodwill.

After reaching the destination, Chu Xuan kissed both Yin He and Yun’er’s cheeks before disembarking from the boat.

…

With the token Qing’er gave last time, Chu Xuan stealthily entered the Celestial Ruins and made his way to Qingping Hall.

As always, it was desolate here. He gazed at the jade screen at the head of the hall, focusing on the back of the woman Sword Immortal in green, and gracefully floated into the screen.

Qing’er was indeed here; just like their “first” meeting, she turned around with her long sword in hand, her eyes clear and bright, softly asking:

“Why are you here to see me?”

Before Chu Xuan could answer, she continued:

“Here to give me a wedding invitation? What number am I?”

This put Chu somewhere in an awkward position, “No, no invitation, and probably the second one.”

That wasn’t a lie; originally, he hadn’t planned to meet Yin He second, but third.

Qing’er’s brow furrowed slightly, “The first one was Ji Mingyu, I could guess with my toes. Isn’t she so confidently making bets because of your favor?”

“She’s just like before, hasn’t changed a bit. You’ll be hurt by her sooner or later.”

“And you said I’m ‘likely the second’, meaning someone else cut in line?”

“It’s Yin He, isn’t it? That woman always likes to do this kind of underhanded thing with her Mist Traveling Boat.”

Chu Xuan broke into a cold sweat—in some sense, Qing’er was much harder to deal with than the senior sister, because she genuinely had some chaotic, mischief-maker traits, whereas Qin Mengyao, compared to her, was too straightforward.

Qing’er suddenly sighed, “Chu Xuan, I’m tired, maybe it’s time for us to call it quits.”

Chu Xuan got nervous all of a sudden, quickly stepping forward to take her hand, pulling her into an embrace, “What’s wrong? It’s my fault, take it out on me if you’re upset, but don’t say things like that.”

Of course, as he spoke, Chu Xuan quietly put away the long sword in her hand.

Fortunately, Qing’er didn’t care too much, but instead looked at him with a worldly weary gaze, “Because of love comes sorrow, because of love comes fear. If freed from love, there can be no sorrow nor fear.”

“Maybe I should become a nun, shave my head, so that I won’t be hurt by you, you damn scumbag.”

Chu Xuan was speechless, having no choice but to coax her softly, “Don’t be like this, even if you really become a nun, I’ll chase after you.”

Qing’er immediately showed a disgusted look, “I knew you liked that; are you more excited if I put on monk robes?”

Chu Xuan laughed bitterly, “Don’t slander me.”

He thought for a moment and probed, “Do you also want me to marry you?”

Qing’er shook her head, “I want you to break up with all the other women and only love me from now on.”

“Sometimes, I want to take you and jump off a cliff, so that the other women can only cry, and then we can happily reincarnate together.”

“You could do that, right?” she suddenly looked up at Chu Xuan, asking in a hopeful tone.

Chu Xuan felt his scalp tingle, “I could do it, but Mingyu would come after us…”

He then briefly recounted his previous journey to the netherworld. ℯ

Qing’er snorted, “At worst, we’ll trick her into drinking the soup of oblivion, and make her our daughter in the next life.”

Chu Xuan covered his face—turning a rival into a daughter again?? Why does everyone have such strange ideas?

Qing’er, feeling let down, said, “Sigh, I see you lack the determination.”

She hugged Chu Xuan and said, “Let’s break up, part on good terms, and each be well.”

Chu Xuan knew very well that now was definitely not the time to agree to it. If you dared to say even half of an “okay,” Qing’er would really go into a fit of wailing, tantrums, and suicide threats to get you to come back.

He softly said, “If you really want a different life, spending some time at [Water Moon Nunnery] wouldn’t hurt, just don’t shave your head, okay.”

“I’ll come see you then.”

Qing’er shook her head, “I won’t see you even if you come, otherwise people will surely say I’m still hung up on you, not yet cut off from worldly attachments.”

Chu Xuan anxiously said, “We just need a clear conscience; why care about what others say?”

Qing’er replied, “What if my conscience is guilty?”

Chu Xuan was momentarily stunned, unable to respond.

The two silently looked at each other, then suddenly shared a laugh.

Qing’er immediately put on a stern face, “Don’t smirk like that, I’m really going to become a nun.”

Chu Xuan kissed her cheek, “Okay, whatever my dear Qing’er says goes, in this life, I won’t let go of your hand, even if I die.”

With his promise, Qing’er’s heart was somewhat pleased, but she remained haughty, talking some nonsense about “cutting off emotion and love” and the like.

Chu Xuan carefully comforted her, guiding her as he led her out of the screen and to the large bed in the back hall, kissing her as he undressed them both…

After feeding Qing’er well, she became a bit more obedient and easier to talk to.

At this point, Chu Xuan knew this little “tantrum” had been more or less smoothed over.

With a silent sigh of relief, Qing’er whispered in Chu Xuan’s ear: “I have a new idea, how about you disguise as a woman and join [Water Moon Nunnery] with me?”

“Then we could in front of the other nuns do this, this, and then that… while I cry and struggle for help, you could shout with a wicked face: whoever dares to help, I’ll take them down!”

Listening to Qing’er’s wild imagination and excited tone, Chu Xuan’s mouth twitched, “Qing’er, I think you’re a bit twisted.”

Qing’er got even more excited upon hearing that, “Don’t praise me like that, I’ll get embarrassed.”

In conclusion, Chu Xuan had originally planned to meet Qing’er and leave, but ended up being detained for three days, making subsequent plans even more pressing…